Bomb. A Poem about the End of the World.

Character sheetName: Red CrowFaction: A Lonely boyLevel: The amount of times Aarius has changed his profile pic

Subject: Bomb. A Poem about the End of the World. Mon Feb 27, 2017 5:32 pm

In the end, all we could do was watch. As the apocalypse fell, we knew, We knew we had been lied to. Shock, Denial, anger, Guilt, We Bargain, we became depressed Finally, we accepted what was to come, butThere was no hope, no, not for us. It moved downin slow motion, and we mourned ourselves as we fell.Just as the world lightened up, the fire we had inside ofourselves flickered out, and what is left is cold. We didn'tknow what was next, but we knew what has been, can noLonger be. The old world burned, and we burn, and so wemust. In every motion we took, we stepped closer to "this", not one could tell us "stop". There were those that screamedat us, that fell to their knees, that begged and that cried, andnot one listened. We even took the people that pleaded for peace,and we crucified them, and we laughed at them, welaughed and said "what fools, how can we lose when weare the great, we are the powerful, we are always thevictors." What fools we were, what prideful people,we were truly doomed to fall, weren't we? Itsfunny now, how clear it was that the end was so imminent, and we were so blind to see what was,what was always, the end.